You see in the late sixties, I ran a little costume factoryand Elvis was one of my clients. I created his first gold lame suit. Hadthis girl who work...d for me who could do wonders with gold and a spinningwheel. However, I also had this foreman who kept harassing her. What washis name Rumpleforskin, Rubert Steinskeet? Damn, usually I am so good withnames. Anyway, she soon quit because of him and went to work for Nudie outin L.A. and he soon got all the Elvis business. Now of course, he's. She noticed Emma sat at the front of the class, unable to mix with her fellow course mates, and as the weeks went by, thought she should intervene to try and help the new girl better integrate and enjoy the new life she was starting. What Jenny didn’t know was that Emma had developed a crush on her tutor. The young student was taken by the confidence the older woman showed and the way she addressed the class.One day after the lecture had ended, Jenny asked Emma to stay behind for a chat.“It’s. She started to draw his head up and down, her chest rising and falling as she breathed hard, feeling her pleasures rise and mount as she slid his lips quickly up and down her shaft.With control pulled away from him his timings became off, the flicks and swirls of his tongue less precise, the suction of his lips more sporadic, leading to lewder, wetter sounds as he sucked and slurped on her length, beads of spit trailing down her throbbing cock to slicken the path of his fingers as he jerked her. The place was attractively laid out, and it was quite a pleasure to walk around just looking at everything."Darling," I said, when we came to La Femme, a lingerie boutique. "I have to buy new underwear. Do you mind if We go in here?" Mum, do you really need any more underwear? You have so many pairs already." Well, I suppose, I really don't 'need' any. But I feel like buying some anyway. I am in that kind of mood. And," I added with a sly smile, "if you are a good boy, I will even let you help.